Some people say that when you’re about to die, you see your whole life flashing before your eyes, like you’re watching a movie. Others say that you see angels. Some talk about out-of-body experiences. These different theories have one  common characteristic: it’s supposed to be a cosmic experience.

 

It’s all bullshit.
 

New York City, early 1990s: young, filthy rich, Ivy League-educated Pablo finds himself on the run from the Feds and a Colombian drug cartel. Desperate to survive, he embraces his newfound reputation as a vicious drug lord. Told alongside his remembered snippets as a son of a corrupt Central American dictator, On the Run is Pablo’s humorous, if at times merciless, account of opposing milieus: North and Latin America; black, brown, and white; privilege and deprivation.